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Ay Caribe la tierra de mi gente hermosa |
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(Armada Latina) |
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Cielo y sol, me acompaan donde quiera |
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(Mi fama in prada) |
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Hermanito la lucha recien empieza |
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(Hermano ponle gana) |
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Yo nac con sangre taina, yo nac |
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Came out the other man, southern land |
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Didn't have another hand |
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Never had another plan |
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I'm different to the mother land |
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Some will get a summer tan |
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It's hotter than a summer jam |
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Live for today 'cause you'll |
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Never gettin' another chance |
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I ain't trippin' off the |
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He say and she say |
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'Cause we say fuck off |
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And pass me a cuba libre |
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That's what we want, don't front |
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I could see you but |
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You don't want to see the cohi upfront |
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How we blow it up |
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We came to blow it up |
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Hit the spot so we're done |
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Rappers in, blowin' up |
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That's how we show the love |
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That's how we pass up all this shit |
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That we've overcome |
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It's like the soldier's run is done |
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When the war's won |
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Ay Caribe la tierra de mi gente hermosa |
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(Armada Latina) |
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Cielo y sol, me acompaan donde quiera |
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(Mi fama in prada) |
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Hermanito la lucha recien empieza |
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(Hermano ponle gana) |
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Yo nac con sangre taina, yo nac |
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Latino hasta la muerte |
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Chicos, they working hard |
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'Bout the noise |
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Suerte gracias a Dios, thank God |
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Little Cuban from Miami |
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Coulda took that coke route |
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Marinero balsero con clinicas |
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Santero con muera |
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Que dicen que pueden curar la abuela |
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Ya'll like Scarface, I'm more like Sosa |
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Cypress Hill, pretty flaco |
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It's our culture |
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From Cali to the crib, crib |
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Me in Miami |
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Thank God, I'm doin' music |
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If not, I'd be turning families |
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I'm not an asshole |
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(Oh, no) |
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About my cash flow |
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Let me take this shit |
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And send this letter to Castro |
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Ha, ha, ha, Dale |
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Ay Caribe la tierra de mi gente hermosa |
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(Armada Latina) |
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Cielo y sol, me acompaan donde quiera |
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(Mi fama in prada) |
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Hermanito la lucha recien empieza |
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(Hermano ponle gana) |
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Yo nac con sangre taina, yo nac |
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We way too hot |
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Always comin' up with something clever |
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Our Costa Nostra |
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Cypress Hill, maca fella |
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Feelin' fancy in the hip throne |
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Guayabera |
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And we just clowning |
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On what we call some, honey-lera |
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Call me Sammy |
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Wild child from the isles |
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I can go forever like an |
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Old fashioned country mouse |
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Stilo be guajiro |
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Latino is the lingo |
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I'm straight cubanichi |
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I bang Pinar del Rio |
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Lockin' up this function |
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Just like Banimo |
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They go ahead and play the chongas |
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And I'm gonna rap over it |
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Ya, I'm a fool I'm outta here |
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Yes, sir, I gotta go |
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Get me some chibirica |
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And slap me some dominoes |
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Ay Caribe la tierra de mi gente hermosa |
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(Armada Latina) |
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Cielo y sol, me acompaan donde quiera |
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(Mi fama in prada) |
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Hermanito la lucha recien empieza |
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(Hermano ponle gana) |
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Yo nac con sangre taina, yo nac |
